The player is playing like a god, but their cheat code is Aatrox.

Chapter 147

When confronted with Nayafili's questioning, Keisha simply snorted coldly.

"Ha, do you think I'd tell you?"

Upon hearing this, Nayafili did not press the matter further.

"It doesn't matter. As long as we're in this world, the Darkin will meet sooner or later anyway."

Keisha didn't respond to that question; instead, she laughed.

"It seems Aatrox is indeed stronger than you."

Nayafili didn't understand why Keisha suddenly came to this conclusion, nor did she know where she got her basis for it:

"Oh, you know us very well?"

Keisha shook her head: "I wouldn't say I know her well. But... ..."

She paused, a hint of sarcasm creeping into her tone.

"I've seen Aatrox snatch bodies from others, almost instantly. But you..."

Keisha didn't finish her sentence, but Nayafili already understood what she meant.

She chuckled softly and readily admitted it.

"In terms of strength, I am indeed no match for him. But in terms of intelligence, I am far superior to him."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Keisha's voice carried a faint, almost imperceptible laugh, a laugh devoid of sarcasm.

Instead, it resembled the faint satisfaction a hunter would show when he heard his prey reveal its weakness.

"certainly."

Nayafili's voice echoed in the space of consciousness, her tone confident and composed, even carrying a hint of condescending arrogance.

"Aatrox is a warrior, a destroyer, the sharpest sword among the Darkin. But precisely because of this, he is all too easy to see through."

"He only knows how to crush things head-on and solve all problems with brute force, so he will never learn patience, how to lie low, or how to achieve the greatest victory with the least cost."

Cangyu: Is it possible that it's because Aatrox doesn't need it?

Aatrox: What scheme? My superhuman wisdom tells me it's time to unleash the Great Destruction!

"Which do you think is more terrifying: a brute who only knows how to use brute force or a commander who knows how to strategize?"

Keisha did not answer.

She doesn't need to answer.

Because at the moment Nayafili uttered those words, she had already obtained all the information she wanted.

She was stalling for time; Nayafili thought she was just struggling in vain, but her real purpose was never to argue with Nayafili.

She could feel her body being constantly eroded.

However, she was still relatively conscious.

In other words, it would take the other party a considerable amount of time to completely take over one's body.

She had already asked Yun to send a message to He Xi.

Having received the information, He Xi and the little one had enough time to figure out a way to stop her, or to devise a plan to control her in advance.

Nayafili's voice lingered in her ears, no longer calm and composed as before, but tinged with pity.

"Your will is indeed very strong, Keisha. As expected of a queen, you are truly incomparable to those mortals."

"But even the strongest will has its limits. You're almost at your breaking point, aren't you? Why bother? Give your body to me, and you won't have to work so hard anymore."

Keisha did not answer.

Actually, she could accept being logged off like this.

What she couldn't accept was that after she logged off, her body would be taken over by someone else, causing harm to the people she cared about.

What she couldn't accept was that she hadn't even met him yet.

She hasn't told him in person over the phone that she's proud of him.

She hadn't yet spoken aloud the feelings she'd kept hidden in her heart for so long, feelings that even she herself didn't know how to name.

After an unknown amount of time, "Keisha," holding a dagger, opened her eyes.

However, there was a hint of anger in her eyes.

"Damn it!"

She actually didn't completely get past this jerk.

In the battle of wits between Nayaphili and Keisha, the ultimate victor was indeed Nayaphili.

But it wasn't a complete victory.

Currently, the two are in a 30/70 split, with Nayafili holding the majority of the control, but Keisha herself still firmly holding a small portion of the control.

She could not completely destroy Keisha's soul.

For some reason, Keisha's soul was entangled with an extremely strange power.

That power was like the final bulwark, remaining unmoved no matter how Nayafili tried to attack, erode, or dismantle it.

The current situation is that Laafili is piloting the Gundam, while Keisha is quietly watching from inside.

However, whenever Laafili does something she doesn't like while piloting the Gundam, she'll fly up and snatch the control stick.

Although Laafili's share is larger, it will still be affected.

"Thirty percent... a mere thirty percent!" Nayafili's voice came from Keisha's lips, hoarse and violent, a stark contrast to her previous elegant and composed demeanor.

She raised her dark red eyes and scanned the body that was now mostly hers.

Dark red skin, blade-like blood wings, and tangled blood vein patterns—everything was reconstructed according to her will.

But besides anger, there was also a hint of fear in those eyes that she herself was unwilling to admit.

She had never seen before the power that coiled around Keisha's soul core.

Or rather, she had seen

That power was very similar to the power of ascension, but it was completely different from the power of ascension.

Like a thin, almost invisible golden veil, it gently wrapped around the remaining thirty percent of Keisha's soul.

Nayaf used every means at his disposal.

Biting, erosion, penetration, head-on crushing

That layer of power remained completely still, without even the slightest ripple.

Nayafili was wary of far more than just that power itself.

That power clearly didn't belong to this bird-woman; what she feared was the person who had placed that power into this body.

What exactly is it?

She couldn't even tear apart the shield left by the other party. If she were to meet the other party in person, would she still have a chance of winning?

Sure enough, we still need to find our "companions" first.

Going it alone will only lead to destruction.

Having figured this out, Nayafili sighed softly:

"Don't think you're safe now. I'll break through that shell sooner or later."

Keisha did not reply, but quietly rested and recuperated, ready to interrupt her actions at any crucial moment.

Seeing that she remained silent, Nayafili ignored her and planned to spread his blood wings and fly out of Frieza to find those "companions" who weren't quite right in the head.

Just as she was about to take off—

"Nayafili!"

A low, hoarse shout made her stop abruptly.

She turned around abruptly.

The blade of a giant sword was almost within reach.

Nayafili's pupils contracted sharply. Without thinking, he hurriedly raised the dagger in his hand to defend himself.

bass--

The crimson greatsword and the jet-black dagger collided violently in mid-air.

The impact point unleashed a dark red shockwave, sending debris and dust flying within a radius of tens of meters.

Nayafili felt an overwhelming force surge from the dagger throughout his body, causing his hand to tremble violently and his entire right arm to go numb.

Using the force of the impact, she retreated rapidly, her dark red blood wings suddenly unfurling behind her, the blade-like wingtips slicing through the air with several ear-piercing shrieks.

She steadied herself and glanced down at her right hand, which was holding the dagger.

A thin crack had appeared in the carapace at the base of the thumb, and dark red blood beads were seeping out from the crack.

But the wound quickly healed again.

Laafili's gaze fell upon the tall figure opposite him.

"Atox!!!"